It's nutricious AND alcoholic! My favorite!
Sooo instead of writing any of those fics I'm really working on I swear, iambic5 and I collaborated on some Megamind filk. I'm not sure how that happened, but I am excited about it! Also, I am a huge dork. Aaaand, it's a duet.
M: Baby, you look great in bondage.
By which I mean how'd your eyes get so damn blue.
I mean, really, it's you what's got me hostage.
Your man may be super but he sure doesn't deserve you.
R: Baby, you've got to give up someday.
And maybe when the game is over, I'll throw in, too.
I mean, really, this only ever ends one way.
I don't need a hero, and I probably don't need you.
CHORUS, which is both:
Hey, but we do this all the time.
Same shit, different day.
Somehow we always come out fine.
We pull our hits, we meet halfway.
M: What if I've really won this round?
If I've got him beat, what do you think you'll do?
Now that our standing's changed, can we find common ground?
The plot may be over, but the characters are new.
R: What if I've got the wrong idea?
What good is normal if it isn't even true?
Now that you're on this side, do you think you can be a
Hero, or a good guy? What do you think you'll do?
CHORUS:
Hey, but we've not done this before.
Same day, different shit.
Somehow we still come back for more.
We call foul play, we take our hits.
Bridge!
R: You may be the genius here, but one of us has got to be smart.
M: You never liked me for my head, so maybe I could have a heart.
R: Maybe we could save the day, isn't that what heroes do?
M: It isn't in my repertoire. I'm just following your cue.
Both: We'll sort it out if we get through.
Chorus:
Hey, but we're still getting used to this.
Same story, different end.
It's not your average movie kiss.
Stolen glory, start again.
M: Baby, you look great in bondage.
By which I mean how'd your eyes get so damn blue.
I mean, really, it's you what's got me hostage.
Your man may be super but he sure doesn't deserve you.
R: Baby, you've got to give up someday.
And maybe when the game is over, I'll throw in, too.
I mean, really, this only ever ends one way.
I don't need a hero, and I probably don't need you.
CHORUS, which is both:
Hey, but we do this all the time.
Same shit, different day.
Somehow we always come out fine.
We pull our hits, we meet halfway.
M: What if I've really won this round?
If I've got him beat, what do you think you'll do?
Now that our standing's changed, can we find common ground?
The plot may be over, but the characters are new.
R: What if I've got the wrong idea?
What good is normal if it isn't even true?
Now that you're on this side, do you think you can be a
Hero, or a good guy? What do you think you'll do?
CHORUS:
Hey, but we've not done this before.
Same day, different shit.
Somehow we still come back for more.
We call foul play, we take our hits.
Bridge!
R: You may be the genius here, but one of us has got to be smart.
M: You never liked me for my head, so maybe I could have a heart.
R: Maybe we could save the day, isn't that what heroes do?
M: It isn't in my repertoire. I'm just following your cue.
Both: We'll sort it out if we get through.
Chorus:
Hey, but we're still getting used to this.
Same story, different end.
It's not your average movie kiss.
Stolen glory, start again.